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It was just one of those nights where you wake up for no reason. Then for lack of any other ideas, you get some water. Akane filled her glass at the sink and looked out the window. She loved the peaceful night sky. Really she loved any peaceful moment in her chaotic life. Things had calmed down once her and Ranma had gotten married a few months ago. Although some of the truly crazy could not be convinced *cough*Kunos *cough*. She chugged her water and put the glass in the sink. Then she thought she heard something. It sounded like someone was coming down the hall. Maybe one of her sisters had woken, also needing some water. She peaked around the corner but she didn’t see anything. Huh. She decided to go ahead and wash her cup so Kasumi wouldn’t have too. That was a nice thing about still living in her family home. She didn’t have to do all the chores alone. Akane pitched in a lot more now that she was a wife but Kasumi was still the keeper of the house. Akane placed the cup on the rack to dry and started to turn around intending to head back to bed. Except someone came up behind her and placed a hand firmly over her mouth. He pressed against her, pinning her between him and the sink. His other arm locked around her waist holding her arms to her sides.
“You keep quiet, and I won’t hurt you” he said gruffly. He sounded older, maybe 30s. His hands and body felt huge in comparison to Akane’s own petite frame. She struggled experimentally but she didn’t have many options in this tight space. So, she did the only thing she could think of and bit his hand, hard. He pulled his hand away with a hiss of pain.
“Who are you and what do you want?” She asked.
He quickly returned his hand to her mouth but this time he held a dish rag. She wouldn’t be able to bite him again.
“I was just here to rob the place but…” he leaned his head down to take a loud sniff of her hair. “We could have a little fun first.”
Ranma woke suddenly. Had he heard something? Maybe, but maybe not. He turned his head to look at his beautiful wife but she wasn’t there. Maybe she was in the bathroom? He rolled to his side and placed his hand where she had been. It was cold so she had been up for more than a few minutes. Ranma pondered if he wanted to get up or not. Nah, not really. He flopped back onto his back looking at the ceiling. He would wait a few minutes then go look for her if she hadn’t come back.
Akane struggled against the man holding her. He seemed to enjoy it as he gave a low growl of pleasure in her ear. Rage filled her. Why was everyone such a pervert? She stomped on his foot and pushed her hips back. This knocked him a little off balance. He groped at the counter looking for something to steady himself but only found the drying rack for the dishes. He grabbed it, knocking it over and sending the dishes flying. They clattered noisily. Akane seized her moment and coiled her feet against the cabinet then pushed. She sent the both of them flying back. He landed first, knocking his head on the floor. Akane turned slightly in the air landing on top of him with an elbow going hard into his gut. She leapt up as he curled into himself at the blow. This guy was no martial artist. Just a normal robber. Akane felt it would not be fair to beat up someone who was clearly not trained. He thought he had stumbled upon a helpless woman he could take advantage of but boy was he wrong. She decided a final kick to his crotch should be sufficient.
Ranma was laying in his futon thinking about Akane when he heard something. A loud clattering of dishes came from the kitchen.
“What the heck is she doing?” He asked himself as he got up to go check it out.
He was in the doorway when he heard the loud thud. Like a large body hitting the floor. He picked up the pace and rushed down the stairs. He looked toward the kitchen and saw a man sticking out of the kitchen doorway laying on the floor. Ranma could only see the intruder’s head, arms and shoulders.
“Akane!” He called out with concern.
He skidded to a stop in front of the kitchen just in time to see Akane stomp on the trespasser's crotch. The man howled in pain as he reached forward to cradle his injury. Ranma cringed and let out a sympathetic “Ouch, that one hurt” Ranma relaxed considerably when he saw Akane standing there strong and unharmed. A smile tugged at his lips. He placed his hands on his hips and looked slightly amused.
“Need any help Akane?” He asked breezily.
She looked up at him with a confident smirk “Nothing I can’t handle” she crossed her arms over her chest, clearly pleased with herself.
“So what, is this another rival come to seek revenge or challenge the dojo or somethin?” He asked
“Nope”
Ranma started to walk around the intruder making his way closer to his wife. “He didn’t come to carry you off as his bride did he?” He looked down at him. “You’re too late buddy, she’s mine.” He said as he came to stand next to her. He looped an arm around her shoulders, subtly showing that she was his.
“Nope, not here to steal me away.”
“So why is he here?” He asked curiously.
“He came to rob us.” She said it like it was the punchline to a joke.
He raised an eyebrow at her. “You’re kidding.” She shook her head. Ranma started laughing.
“Really man? It says dojo on the front door. Why would you pick this house?” The thief only moaned in response.
“Geez Akane, if he is only a thief you didn’t need to crush his family jewels” he stated casually. He was secretly pleased and proud that Akane could handle herself so well. He’d had to save her many times from crazy powerful enemies. It was nice to see her win without his help.
“Hey, that’s what happens to perverts”
Now the brow he raised was one of concern. “Perverts? Why? what did he do?” He glared at the figure laying on the floor in the fetal position.
“Nothing really, he just thought he found a helpless damsel.” She replied in a mild tone.
“What do we even do with a normal criminal?” He asked perplexed.
She shrugged. “I guess we take him to the police.”
When the thief heard the word police he quickly got up and headed for the door.
“Oh no you don’t” Ranma leapt at the man. He planted both feet into his back and knocked him down onto the floor face first. Ranma landed in a crouch on the larger man’s back.
“You don’t get to come into my house and put your hands on my wife and get away with it.” He hissed at the back of the man's head.
That thud finally woke the rest of the house.
Kasumi and Nabiki were the first to appear. Soun came in next with Genma behind him.
Kasumi gave out her trademark “Oh my.” as she brought her hand up to her mouth.
“What’s with this guy” Nabiki asked in a casual manner pointing to the large man on the floor.
“He came to rob us.” Akane explained. Eyebrows rose as everyone looked at the man on the ground. With all the enemies they were always facing it seemed almost boring to have a regular ole burglar come to their door.
“Are you sure he isn’t another fiancé of ranma?” Nabiki asked with a mischievous smile.
Ranma shot her a sour look. “Haha Nabiki very funny” He stepped off the thief’s back and pulled him up onto his feet by the back of his shirt.
“Kasumi, would you call the police and ask them to come get this man” Soun asked his oldest daughter.
“Of course, father” She agreed in her ever-pleasant tone.
“You can take care of him until then right pops?” Ranma asked as he pushed the intruder toward his father. The man stumbled toward Genma, who caught him.
“Akane busted the guy, and I kept him from escaping so I’ll leave the rest to you.” Ranma stated as he slyly reached for Akane’s hand. Before anyone could protest, he darted past the family tugging Akane behind him. They headed for the stairs and back up to their shared room. Once he had her alone Ranma turned and looked into her eyes. She could see the concern he was concealing. That protectiveness that made her fall in love with him. He placed his hands on her waist and drew her closer.
“Akane, are you sure you’re ok?” He asked tenderly. These were the moments that were just for them. No one else knew how sweet he could be or the love he showed her when no one else was around. She smiled up at him.
“I’m fine Ranma, he didn’t even get a chance to get in a single hit.” Her eyes shone with a mix of delight and pride. Ranma grinned down at her.
“That’s my girl” he said proudly.
His pleased grin turns a little wicked when he suggests “I still think I should check you over very carefully for injuries” She rolls her eyes but a smile is tugging at her lips. “Let’s get those clothes off so I can get a good look.” He starts pulling at the edge of her night top.
“Ranma!” She reprimands him with a laugh in her voice. Then swats his hand playfully. He brings his face closer to her as his arms wrap tightly around her waist. He kisses her with a passion that only comes from fearing for the one you love. She realizes that he was worried before. She returns the kiss, loving the feeling of finally being with him in that way. All that time they spent dancing around their feelings just made these moments more meaningful. He starts moving her toward the futon, still kissing her. She smiles into his lips just before he gently pulls them both down onto their shared bed. He breaks the kiss to stare at her intently again.
“I’m not going back to sleep until I check every inch of you” He states with a suggestive tone. This time she kisses him as they wrap themselves up in each other.
Fin